The delicious perfume of Paco Rabanne enters through my nose, taking me out of the dream in which I am melted.
Suddenly dad disappears, the school disappears, my old classmates and teachers are gone. But there is still something and it is me, although not in the same way. I've changed. I'm sure of it even before I open my eyes and feel a contracture in my chest.
I bring my hands to this site as I try to open my eyes, remembering that the belt clung to my collarbone and the airbag stopped me before passing long through the front glass of the car rented by Emmett Mendes.
However, it is a hand over my left cheek that convinces me that it is time to open my eyes. Because, I know whose it is.
"Hey."
Black's voice reaches me and gets stuck in my heart. I open my eyes and do not distinguis
